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Janis Joplin   Paroles Lyrics
 

Summertime

Ball And Chain

Mercedes Benz

Me And Bobby Mcgee

Summertime

Summertime, time, time, 
Child, the living's easy. 
Fish are jumping out 
And the cotton, Lord, 
Cotton's high, Lord, so high. 

Your daddy's rich 
And your ma is so good-looking, baby. 
She's looking good now, 
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, 
No, no, no, no, don't you cry. 
Don't you cry! 

One of these mornings 
You're gonna rise, rise up singing, 
You're gonna spread your wings, 
Child, and take, take to the sky, 
Lord, the sky. 

Until that morning 
Honey, n-n-nothing's going to harm you now, 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, 
Don't you cry, 
Cry.



Mercedes Benz

Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ? 
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends. 
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends, 
So Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ? 

Oh Lord, won't you buy me a color TV ? 
Dialing For Dollars is trying to find me. 
I wait for delivery each day until three, 
So oh Lord, won't you buy me a color TV ? 

Oh Lord, won't you buy me a night on the town ? 
I'm counting on you, Lord, please don't let me down. 
Prove that you love me and buy the next round, 
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a night on the town ? 

Everybody! 
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ? 
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends, 
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends, 
So oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ? 

That's it!



Me And Bobby Mcgee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
It rode us all the way into New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew, yeah

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun
There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
But I'd trade all o' my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
But if feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

La-da-da La-da-da-da La-da-da da-da da-da
La-da-da da-la-da la-da, Bobby McGee, yeah
La-da-la-da-la-da La-da-la-da-da
La-da-la-da-la-la, Bobby McGee, yeah
La-da-da La-da-da La da-da La da-da
La-da-da La da-da La da-da
Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my Bobby McGee, yeah
Lo-da-lo da-la-lo-da-la
Lo-da-la-lo da-la-lo la-la-lo la-la-lo la-la
Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my Bobby McGee, yeah

Lord, I call him my lover, call him my man
I said I call him my lover, did the best I can, c'mon
Hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah
La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-la
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!

La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah
 

Ball And Chain

Yeah! Alright! 

Sittin' down by my window, 
Honey, lookin' out at the rain. 
Lord, Lord, Lord, sittin' down by my window, 
Baby, lookin' out at the rain. 
Somethin' came along, grabbed a hold of me, 
And it felt just like a ball and chain. 
Honey, that's exactly what it felt like, 
Honey, just dragging me down. 

And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now hon', tell me why, 
Why does every single little tiny thing I hold on goes wrong ? 
Yeah it all goes wrong, yeah. 
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now babe, tell me why, 
Why does every thing, every thing. 
Hey, here you gone today, I wanted to love you, 
Honey, I just wanted to hold you, I said, for so long, 
Yeah! Alright! Hey! 

Love's got a hold on me, baby, 
Feels just like a ball and chain. 
Now, love's just draggin' me down, baby, yeah, 
Feels like a ball and chain. 
I hope there's someone out there who could tell me 
Why the man I love wanna leave me in so much pain. 
Yeah, maybe, maybe you could help me, come on, help me! 

And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, now hon', tell me why, 
Now tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me why, yeah. 
And I say, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, when I ask you, 
When I need to know why, c'mon tell me why, hey hey hey, 
Here you've gone today, 
I wanted to love you and hold you 
Till the day I die. 
I said whoa, whoa, whoa!! 

And I say oh, whoa, whoa, no honey 
It ain't fair, daddy it ain't fair what you do, 
I see what you're doin' to me and you know it ain't fair. 
And I say oh, whoa whoa now baby 
It ain't fair, now, now, now, what you do 
I said hon' it ain't fair what, hon' it ain't fair what you do. 
Oh, here you gone today and all I ever wanted to do 
Was to love you 
Honey an' I think there can be nothing wrong with that, 
Only it ain't wrong, no, no, no, no, no. 

Sittin' down by my window, 
Lookin' at the rain. 
Lord, Lord, Lord, sittin' down by my window, 
Lookin' at the rain, see the rain. 
Somethin' came along, grabbed a hold of me, 
And it felt like a ball and chain. 
Oh this can't be in vain 
And I'm gonna tell you one just more time, yeah, yeah! 

And I say oh, whoa whoa, now baby 
This can't be, no this can't be in vain, 
And I say no no no no no no no no, whoa! 
And I say whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa 
Now now now now now now now now now no no not in vain 
Hey, hope there is someone that could tell me 
Hon', tell me why, 
Hon', tell me why love is like 
Just like a ball 
Just like a ball 
Baaaaaaalllll 
Oh daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy 
And a chain. 
Yeah! 

Goodnight and thank you for coming and have a happy happy Easter Sunday.
 

 
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